Silent Staunch The Sentry Stands Guarding Graves of Grassy Fields and Yesterday Afternoons A Small Boy playing all the Men not in His Life Forgetting Strife and Daily Deeds Zones and Bonding, Contract Bidding A Small Boy, still not too Old The Cross Street Jungle Bought and Sold and all thats left..... Silent Staunch the Sentry Stands Guarding Graves of Grassy Fields and Yesterday Afternoons ................JMF 1968
the first poem i ever wrote was inspired by a sight the field of grass i grew up inwith early August Weeds high was interupted by a tall pol a short pole, a tall pole. a short pole in rows like soldiers the electric coop bought it for a Pole yard but that image haunted me and I wrote this in 15 minutes while walking home from the store with bread and Milk